Chapter 110

• Arabella
• It took every last bit of restraint I had in me not to go with him to the bathroom, but it wasn’t strong enough, because I was waiting behind the door when he got out.
• I was staring at his hard chest; droplets of water trickled down. I longed to trace a pattern with my fingers down to the V indent teasing me from underneath that towel that was hung loosely around his waist. I could see his rising bulge. And when I looked up at him, he was ogling me unashamedly.